Chapter 172 The City God Arrives
Gourd bracelets?

Most of the wealthy gentry here are engaged in business, and they know the meaning of the gourd: a small mouth and a big belly, which can receive wealth from all directions, symbolizing a full treasury and bringing wealth and happiness.

However, many big shots who have no problem with perception feel that this gift is not as simple as imagined.

You must know that compared to the century-old peach wood swords, these inconspicuous little gourds contain more Yang Qi. Like the youngest Ren Tingting, Qiu Sheng, who has already entered Taoism, not only detects the warmth, but also feels the slightest trace of it. I felt like ants were walking away, as if I was struck by a slight lightning strike.

Since they had obtained a protective magical weapon made of the same material, Wencai and the others knew that Senior Brother Meng had lost money again.

For now, the remaining materials are barely enough, and you have to be careful and careful to produce a top-quality peach wood sword, as well as a large number of sawdust containing Yang Qi and thunder Qi.

However, Meng Fan didn't feel forced. With his current control, there would definitely be no mistakes.

In other words, there is absolutely no problem in carving out a mahogany sword, and there may still be some left. There is no need to use Qiu Sheng's experience to measure himself.

After Ren Tingting, the three apprentices, and nephew Meng Fan finished delivering the presents, there was no special part of the birthday party. Everyone exchanged cups and cups to push the atmosphere to a more enthusiastic direction.

Uncle Jiu was so happy and the guests were so enthusiastic that the wine glass was not empty for a long time. Ah Wei even stood by with a wine flask, waiting to pour wine for him at any time.

Mao Shanming, who originally prepared a little bit of courtesy, saw that the gift givers were all juniors, so he followed the customary rules agreed by everyone and didn't do anything more.

"Thank you for coming."

"Catching demons and curing evil is the duty of a Taoist, so everyone loves it."

Uncle Jiu, who usually drank three or two meters of wine only when he was in a good mood, changed from his normal behavior and drank until his face turned red, but he still didn't use magic to resolve it.

As far as today is concerned, there are no twists and turns, and the ups and downs in the storybook have not appeared.

At least that's what Meng Fan thought.

If there really is any evil spirit or evil spirit who finds life too uncomfortable and really comes here to cause trouble, don't blame him for being ruthless...

"it's okay no problem."

"Uncle, I can still drink."

Uncle Jiu was sitting in the main seat with an unknown smile on his lips. It was obvious that he had taken too much and his consciousness was affected.

At such a moment, Wen Cai took the initiative to stand up, put down his bold words to block the wine for the master, and then... after three drinks, he collapsed on the chair and began to babble unconsciously.

At this point, there was no need to re-instill the drink, and the restaurant owner began to speed up the pace of serving dishes, including all kinds of delicacies, including delicacies and home-cooked dishes.

Meng Fan patted his junior brother Wen Cai on the shoulder, and a ray of mana entered his body, traveling quickly along his limbs and bones for a week. The boy suddenly woke up, but it was a waste of wine, which was equivalent to drinking in vain.

However, I thought that this banquet that started with excitement would end in the same way, but there was a twist after all...

At the entrance of the box, a figure suddenly walked out, wearing an official uniform of the Ming Dynasty——

Meng Fan still has this kind of discernment. After all, he has dealt with many Qing Dynasty zombies since he came to the Republic of China, so he has a certain understanding of official uniforms. Moreover, the person who came here did not have a money rattail and wore a black gauze hat on his head. .

Therefore, it can only be the Ming Dynasty.

In addition, the strange visitors also have the unique aura of ghosts.

Perhaps it was an illusion, Meng Fan smelled the scent of incense...

"This friend, you look so familiar. Are you here to attend Uncle Ninth's birthday party too?"

After the words fell, Hong comprador acted in thought.

The county magistrate, who was seated next to the main seat, also murmured that he felt the same way.It is worth mentioning that the county magistrate surnamed Ma has a younger brother named Ma Bangdang, who once spent money to buy several letters of appointment, which caused a sensation.

Naihe encountered extremely vicious gangsters during his tenure, and his life and death are unknown at the moment, and the chances of success are high.

Meng Fan calculated the time and realized that he was probably hopeless. He would most likely have his lower body blown off and die in a pile of silver.

"It turned out to be Xianyou Bo."

Uncle Jiu immediately became sober, and his rosy cheeks returned to normal.

"Uncle Xianyou... City God!"

County Magistrate Ma was surprised and uncertain. He stood up from his position with a sigh of relief. When he took office as a new official, the first thing he did was sleep with the City God. No wonder he looked so familiar.

cough cough...

To be more precise, it is to visit the city god, burn incense and offer tribute in front of the statue, and then spend the night there.

City God beliefs arose during the Southern and Northern Dynasties. During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, they gradually evolved from patron saints to "Yin officials" corresponding to "Yang officials" dispatched by the imperial court, responsible for handling all kinds of underworld affairs in the area under their jurisdiction.

Especially in the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang granted the city gods of Kyoto and the world in the first month of the second year of Hongwu to perfect this system. At that time, the city gods of Kyoto (Yingtianfu) were named:

Chengtian Jianguo Simin was promoted to Fuming Lingwang.

The city gods of Bian, Hao, Jiu, He, Chu and other areas of Longxing in the Ming Dynasty were also granted the title of first-rank king. The city gods of other prefectures were named Wei Linggong, the city god of the inspector general, who was granted the title of second-rank king. The city god of the inspector general, Wei Linghou, was ranked in the third rank, while the county god was granted the title of Xianyoubo, the chief minister of the inspector general.

In the early years of the Qing Dynasty, several categories of city gods were added, but no matter how they changed, they could not change the fact that the status of city gods was revered.

Every time a new official takes office, most of them follow the rules and go to see the City God, asking the gods to assist them, and handle local political affairs together to achieve the highest level——

Officials do their best, gods bless their spirits, and serve their duties, worthy of the people.

Now, the true god they had been worshiping appeared in front of them. Everyone was shocked and began to check their behavior for fear of being caught and tortured.

There are also people who are quick-thinking and think about the profound meaning of the City God's attendance at Uncle Jiu's birthday party.

Next, everyone became restrained and stopped talking loudly. After all, this was the first time they saw the gods in their lives, and they were their parents who had been worshiped by their ancestors for hundreds of years.

Only Meng Fan didn't care too much. He had come into contact with more high-level gods and his horizons had been completely opened. Now he eats what he needs to eat and drinks what he needs to drink...

Be an object of admiration to others.

Li Chenghuang never cared about it, and sat in the original position of County Magistrate Ma. He exchanged glasses with Uncle Jiu, drank and chatted happily, and his closeness was beyond words.

Needless to say, it is clear that there is something to ask for.

Meng Fan estimated in his mind that this gentleman was just like the day and night wandering god sent by the city god to deliver the message that day. He wanted to get the new version of the money, but he couldn't say it rashly, so he simply used the name of birthday celebration to make a wave of close calls. .

Mr. Lu Xun said it well:
All gods and demons have human feelings, and spirits and charms are also well-versed in the world.

The underworld seems to be superior to the earth, and is the destination of all souls. In fact, in the eyes of insiders like Maoshan disciples, it is not mysterious and requires awe, but there is no need to grovel.

And those officials responsible for managing matters in the underworld are even more sophisticated and sophisticated than the people in the underworld.

Mao Shan, who gradually lost his sense of existence, secretly vowed to work hard to learn Taoism and become a popular figure like Taoist friend Lin Jiu.

 I'm suffering from a cold, and I haven't gotten up until now. I haven't eaten yet, so I'm holding my manuscript on my head...

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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